I was on a plane traveling for work, on my way back home from Toronto.

The flight was late night and packed.

When the doors on the plane closed nobody had taken the seats on my row leaving me with the entire row to myself with every other seat on the plane occupied. I grabbed a blanket and micro-pillow, lifted the arm rests up out of the way and stretched out to catch some sleep during the flight.

I didn't think about it at the time, but I recall looking up from my little nest of comfort and seeing my fellow travelers. While the men were all sleeping, reading, messing with their laptops and phones, more than a few of the women near me were just glaring, shooting daggers at me.

It is amusing to me how TRP has not only altered the way I interpret people's behaviour now, but it's also changed my memories as well. It just never occurred to blue pill me that anything was wrong with the plane experience. Red pill me however easily recognizes the shitty attitude these women were putting on display that night. None of the men even noticed, or if they did they apparently didn't give a shit... which is exactly how I would react myself. But the females were just seething with the "unfair" treatment as I enjoyed this happy little seating accident.

I knew at the time that these women were being bitches, but now I know why... makes all the difference.